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296 Take thy beak from out my heart and take thy form from off my door!"

Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore."

And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting,

On the pallid bust of Pallas, just above my chamber door;

And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming,

And the lamp-light o'er him streaming, throws his shadow on the floor;

And my soul from out that shadow, that lies floating on the floor,

Shall be lifted—nevermore!

.

Arnold von Winkleried.

" way for liberty!" he cried,

Made way for liberty, and died.

In arms the Austrian phalanx stood,

A living wall, a human wood,—

A wall, where every conscious stone

Seemed to its kindred thousands grown.

A rampart all assaults to bear,

Till time to dust their frames should wear:

So still, so dense the Austrians stood,

A living wall, a human wood.

Impregnable their front appears,

All horrent with projected spears,